Duskfire Glacier When fire touches ice.

Valette whirled about, startled by the shout. Everfree took the opportunity scuttle closer, sizing the girl up with a critical eye. Female, young-ish, and generally in good health - a little on the lean side, just as Stark had been, which confirmed what he had said about a famine.

Above all else, Valette was friendly. Very friendly. Everfree was somewhat taken aback by her warthm and enthusiasm, and took a little longer than usual to find words. "Urm.. uh.. sure can!" She responded without thinking. What did she about glaciers? Having more than filled her quota of lies for the day, Effie decided to tell the truth. "Actually - I sure can't. Din' even know that there word a'fore you speaked it. Gla-ci-er.." Not 'big ice mountain', then. "What's bein' the point in scoutin'?" She pressed, taking a cautious step forward. If scouting consisted of wandering about and looking at stuff, Everfree's life up until this point had been a scouting mission. "You an' your kind lookin' to claim this here ice too?"